I - I can do things. Weird things. Things that people can only do in movies. I don't move things with my mind or read them. I can't see the future or draw it. I can't make animals obey me or make plants grow. What it do-it's too dangerous to even comprehend. For most.
Except for the others like me.
We're classified by the government as WRITERS- wrightomiphy rightrstios inthromepy exctohempoplolbic righthome supernatural. It's much easier to say that we're WRITERS.
We have abilities. They're the same but different in their own ways. Well, some have this extreme ability to write about romance and love. It's too powerful and makes the reader think s/he wants to love someone and be loved. Others can write about real life so perfectly, it makes the reader want to go get one for him/herself. What do I do? I write about fantasy. Things that aren't real. Like dragons and magic. Cross that- magic is real in the WRITERS' writing. It captivates you-it is it's own breed of magic, the written ideas and pictures that are book.
Books.
The 'dreadful things' that the Government attempting to obliterate. But the public does not know the power these paperbacks and hardbacks harness within their binding. They are completely blind to it. Just removing them would arouse suspicion. So they're burring them one by one.
We rear our books like children-from the first chapter when they are just infants, to when they are off in the world and published. Our books are our children.
Every mother and father would protect their children. We are no different in that aspect.
But we are poached, like elephants, by the illegal hunter. The murderes and assassins of the Government. So we will stay hidden. But as they burn our books, we save them. We have a stash growing.
We will save our children. We must. For the sake of humanity.
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